Chapter Eighty-Four: Howling in the Early Morning

The advantage of the Eye of the Apocalypse was evident at this time, and the little girl could only see a dark shadow in the distance, and Hering realized that it was only a middle-aged man in a white coat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Looks like someone from that organization." He Ling said secretly, then touched Kebao's head, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, he is your colleague, it's okay." ”

"Huh?" Kebao stuck his head out from behind Herring, and after a careful look for a while, he realized that it was a man dressed in white.

"You scared me to death, didn't you take a break today, why are you here?" Kebao asked with wide, watery eyes.

The middle-aged man's face was like ashes, as if he had just climbed out of the coffin, he had no expression, nor did he react, he stiffened for two seconds before he said slowly: "The key fell here and looked at it, come and get the key." ”

His voice did not have the slightest emotion, just like a dead man speaking, with a thick yin aura, Heling frowned and observed, the man didn't seem to do it on purpose, he was that kind of character.

"Oh, then you're okay now, my friend has come to borrow a few nights in the last few days, are you okay?" Copa asked, pouting, looking like she was probably tired of the man.

"No problem, it's all shared, I'll go." After that, the middle-aged man looked at He Ling, smiled weirdly, and walked down the stairs stiffly.

Always feeling that something was wrong with this person, Hering closed his eyes, and a dark green flame appeared in the darkness, which was the direction of the middle-aged man.

The flame of this color is very abnormal, the blind gun once said that the flame of the living is generally fire red from the eye of the apocalypse, while the flame of the zombie is dark black, only those whose body has failed to evolve beyond the limit or is about to turn into a zombie, the flame is dark green.

"The body is so stiff and the skin is gray, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this person, so you have to be careful in the future." Herring instructed Kebao and entered the bedroom.

"Brother Xiaoling, if you tell me anything, I'll bring you the food in a while, in fact, if you don't say it, I'll be careful of that person, he is really terrible, he often abuses patients and makes some bottles and cans of things." With that, Kebao left with a bitter face.

Everything in this mental hospital is too weird, and the whole building has a heavy atmosphere, and when you look at the reactions of those patients outside, it should be very noisy, but when you come in, you find that it is as silent as death.

The small room was dimly lit, with only a bed, a chair, and nothing else, the sheets were white, and the white curtains blew in the wind, like ghosts.

Herring has no sense of these things, he has experienced too many things to escape death since he was a child, and he has long regarded the oppressive environment as the norm.

From the moment Mina told the information, coupled with all the experiences up to now, he has a strong premonition and judgment that this is a zombie research institute! The ordinary people in the madhouse are the experimental objects of the zombie research institute, and when they need it, they will take it out for experiments, and when they are not needed, they are stored upstairs, and the research room downstairs is in a state of secrecy.

This can completely obscure the observation of the Earth Defense System, and can continue to create zombies far away and put them into Antarctica.

Cobble returned in a short time, and she brought Herling a hot meal, although it was only porridge and bread, but in this case, it was sumptuous.

After chatting for about half an hour, Kebao was called away by his grandfather, and the little girl would go into the next room to sleep every night, which was a steel house, completely soundproofed and blocked from light.

"Could it be that the old man knew that this was a research institute, so he asked his granddaughter to live in a closed room? After all, this is the only way to keep her safe. Herring muttered to himself, lying on his bed, thinking about how to find the entrance to the basement.

"I haven't seen the underground with the Eye of the Apocalypse!" Hering suddenly remembered that he had only observed the environment around the town, and had not closed his eyes to observe the underground.

"If there are really zombies, then there must be flames underground!" After that, Heling closed his eyes tightly and focused his consciousness on his feet, when he saw hundreds of dark black flames burning, he broke out in a cold sweat all over his body, and his scalp was numb for a while, which meant that there were hundreds of zombies underground!

Hundreds of flames are unevenly distributed, with only one flame every few tens of meters, and these flames are distributed in all directions of the town, almost every insane asylum!

"Could it be that the underground of every madhouse is a zombie laboratory?!" Hering frowned slightly, "Mina, you said that satellite remote sensing can see the abnormal temperature color?" ”

"That's right, Xiao Ling, the display on the remote sensing map is undoubtedly accurate, why are you asking this, has the mission made progress?" Mina asked softly, she was always gentle, which relieved Herling, who was in a depressed state.

"Can satellites observe anomalies now?" Herring asked.

"No, it will only be observed around the early hours of the morning, and the preliminary conclusion is zombies, our spies didn't find any clues about zombies in the town, but remote sensing will not deceive people, zombies must exist underground, so we will issue a mission to let you find the entrance to the laboratory." Mina said.

"I know, then I'll rest first, and then I'll pass on the specific situation to you."

"Xiaoling, pay attention to safety, it doesn't matter if the task is not completed, but you must be safe." Mina said warmly.

Herring was lying on the bed, the room exuded a familiar smell, he knew, this was the rancid smell emanating from the zombies, which could spread through the walls, look at the watch, it was eleven o'clock in the evening, and the hundreds of red dots on the watch had not disappeared, but Herring had eliminated the alarm.

The boy has no interest in sleeping, and in a dangerous environment, Hering is used to staying awake and vigilant, otherwise what if he is suddenly attacked by zombies? He still remembers the last time he slept soundly in the dormitory.

Time passed slowly, and suddenly a series of howls emanated from outside the bedroom, Hering suddenly woke up, sat up from the bed, listened to the sounds, and the patients in the other rooms began to go crazy, and the painful screams kept coming, making Herling's scalp tingle.

"Started?" Herring frowned, closed his eyes to observe the situation outside, from the beginning he found that there was a camera in the room, it was not convenient to do anything, and he could not go out rashly.

At the eye of the apocalypse, everything was in full view, many sturdy men walked into different wards and began to punch and kick the people inside, the patients began to twitch like crazy, let out twisted screams, and when the patients were powerless to resist, they carried them up and led the patients downstairs, and when they reached the first floor, they did not stop, but continued to walk down.

"They went to the basement?!" Although Herring only had flames in his field of vision, the flames depicted everything, and the flames of the buildings were the same shape as the buildings, while the humans were humanoid flames.

That's right, the people of this organization must have captured ordinary people, imprisoned them here, and then carried out inhumane zombie experiments.

Instead of seeing the precarious danger in front of him, Herring saw the Weapon of Destiny beckoning to him.

"I need to do something." After Herring waited until everything was calm, the howls gradually faded away, and the mysterious organization disappeared, he slowly pushed the door open, "I hope the people watching the surveillance haven't noticed me." ”